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She got twenty-five pounds out of Lord
Hardy who was a guest at the Smithers', but he acted as if it were a
pleasure to be cheated by so pretty a woman, and she is the prettiest
woman I ever saw."
"Umph!" Miss Betsey said again, while Geraldine continued:
"Yes, she is pretty, with a pink and white complexion, blue eyes and
golden hair, which curls naturally, and which she still wears hanging
down her back so as to show it to good advantage, and she a woman of
thirty."
"No, Geraldine, you are mistaken," Mr. Jerrold said, quickly. "You
forget that she was married at seventeen, and Bessie is only eight; so,
at the most, Daisy cannot be more than twenty-six."
"I am glad you know her age so well," Mrs. Geraldine retorted, "I think
twenty-six too old to wear one's hair streaming down the back. We were
all disgusted, and especially Lady Jane, whose room was just across the
hall, directly opposite hers. She told me herself that she would never
have accepted Mrs. Smithers' invitation had she known that adventuress
was to be there.


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